
Bad pixy!
There’s lots to say about Bettie Page, but I have a different interest in this picture. I believe it’s from 1954 or so, taken by Klaw. In the fetish pornography of the 1920s and 1930s, there are never any blindfolds or hoods—at least, I’ve never seen any. So this is one of the earliest pictures where a fetish model was blindfolded, photographed, and then (presumably) shown the picture afterwards.
Amazing to think that its only been for sixty years or so that subs know how beautiful they look blindfolded!
Queen of pin-up’s: Bettie page ~ Bondage 1950’s
Photographer: Irving Klaw
Always loved her, always will. The very reason why I have her bangs.
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The September 1956 cover of Man’s Life. All the covers were more or less in this vein, but Weasels Ripped My Flesh would get immortalized by Frank Zappa.
if you are not familiar with MAN’S LIFE here is a good introduction
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Yeah.
I’m pretty clear that there are no “Vicuni Indians” in Guatemala, savage or otherwise. And if there were, I doubt they’d be dressed like that. But hey, bondage and nipples can’t be all bad.
The trailer is here. Looks a lot like Burbank.
Virginity as torture:
“Teach me, O, please teach me,” she started in again, “I want to be like you. I’ll do anything you tell me. Promise me you’ll take me with you when you go back to that place Jacqueline told me about.”
“You’re too young,” O said.
“No, I’m not too young, I’m fifteen going on sixteen,” she cried out angrily. “I’m not too young. Ask Sir Stephen,” she said, for he had just entered the room.
Natalie was granted permission to remain with O, and extracted the promise that she would be taken to Roissy. But Sir Stephen forbade O to teach her the least caress, not even a kiss on the lips, and also gave strict instructions that O was not to allow Natalie to kiss her. He had every intention of having her reach Roissy completely untouched by hands or lips. By way of compensation, what he did demand, since Natalie was loath to leave O, was that she not leave her a single moment, that she witness O caressing both Jacqueline and himself, that she be present when O yielded to him and when he whipped her, or when she was flogged by old Norah. The kisses with which O smothered her sister, O’s mouth glued to her, made Natalie quiver with jealousy and hate. But glowering on the carpet in the alcove, at the foot of O’s bed, like little Dinarzade at the foot of Scheherazade’s bed, she watched each time that O, tied to the wooden balustrade, writhed and squirmed beneath the riding crop, saw O on her knees humbly receiving Sir Stephen’s massive upright sex in her mouth, saw her, prostrate, spread her own buttocks with both hands to offer him the after passage - she witnessed all these things with no other feelings but those of admiration, envy, and impatience.
Despite the title, this isn’t exactly about virginity. Wertham’s 1954 tract against comic books resulted in congressional investigations and ultimately the Comics Code Authority, one of the most absurd censorship organizations that has ever existed in the US. The CCA banned whole genres, such as horror, as well as banning such morally dubious images as werewolves, vampires, ghouls, corrupt politicians, sympathetic or glamorous villains, villains who do not get caught and punished, cannibalism, rape, nudity, suggestive postures, lurid, unsavory, and gruesome images. Oh, and sexual perversion….Wertham was one of the early critics of Wonder Woman’s bondage kink.
Another subtext of the code was that the heroes had to be white. This came out quickly in EC Comics’ story “Judgment Day”, which essentially ended their business, leaving only Mad Magazine.
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I want this to be a poster for a crossover movie, like, De Sade vs. the Loch Ness Monster: The Scottish Plesiosaur Surrenders to the Whip!
In fact, I think it’s an Italian pulp magazine called De Sade. But the look on Nessie’s face makes it all OK.

Annette Funicello (1942-), the most beloved of the Mouseketeers, in a publicity photo. As Funicello went though puberty, the nation’s moral watchdogs seem to have become obsessed with, and scared of, her breasts. They were discussed in newspaper editorials and barbershop rumor mills. She had to bind them and wear baggy sweaters for awhile, and when that failed she was kicked off the Mouseketeer crew. Even afterwards, Disney (who seems to have had a special interest in Funicello) insisted that she wear modest clothing in her early film career.
Check ‘em out. Those are two of three most dangerous breasts in US history.